Some days I wish I have less than 24 hours but these days I wish there was more.
The new purposes I find in life late just isn’t forgiving when there’s just only 24 hours. I didn’t make any new year resolutions but I did put down a list of things that I want to do and should do. On so many levels and areas, the things I need to do are mountainous. It’s simply endless.
It’s way past mid January and I start to feel a little scared. There’s so much I want to achieve and at the same time, I wish time was fast so that I can get to do things that can only be done at specific times. Despite those fears, I’m at peace that I have a big goal to achieve. It keeps me on adrenaline high during days where it’s just gloomy and torturous.
Most of all, God is with me. I know it and I feel it. Sometimes, I regret leaving Him behind but I say the same, silent prayer every day before or as I’m going to work. I do the best I can to keep up learning.
My feelings on teaching is so inconsistent. Sometimes, I wish I can drop it all but sometimes I just flow with sudden inspiration. I’m putting melody to words that has not been done before to certain rhymes I find. Those sparks keep me going in what I know I love doing. I wish I can share it all but time is really, really so punishing at times.
There’s still so much to write about but I have to get back to work.
Till next time.